Cleaning Poems

I asked the Lord to tell meWhy my house is such a mess.He asked if I'd been 'putering',And I had to answer "yes."He told me to get off my fannyAnd tidy up the house.And so I started cleaning up...The smudges off my mouse.I wiped and shined the topside.That really did the trick...I was just admiring my work...I didn't mean to 'click'But click, I did,and oops I foundA real absorbing siteThat I got SO way into...I was into it all night.<>Nothing's changedexcept my mouseIt's very, very shiny.I guess my housewill stay a mess...While I sit here on my hiney.

I don't wanna do the dishes I don't wanna do the washI sprinkled clothes a week ago And now my iron is lost!!I don't wanna rattle pots I don't wanna rattle pansI see the mail light flashin' I wanna chat with friends!!Oh the tables need some dustin' and the floor could sure be moppedBut I know if I get started there'll be no place to stopThe closets are so full things are falling off the shelvesI wish for cleaning fairies and magic little elvesThey could sprinkle fairy dust and twitch their little noseThe windows would be sparkling I would have no dirty clothesOh I know that I'm just dreamin' My head is in the skyI must cook that meat that's greying and bake that apple pieI am runnin' round in circles I am gettin' nothin' done,I keep thinking of my web I am missing all the fun!Well I know I'm not addicted though I hear that all the timeBut I guess this stuff can wait on me'CAUSE TODAY I'LL BE ONLINE!~by Sunysmile~